"Oh, alright!"
This time, Long Linger agreed readily, her lips curled in a triumphant smile. Because she had won, even if Yeh Huang wouldn't admit it, she could still feel his heartbeat racing.
Long Linger turned and walked towards her room, taking a few steps before looking back. Yeh Huang's silhouette was heading upstairs in a stiff and very awkward manner.
Hmph, you stubborn old man, sooner or later, I'll make you willingly admit that you like me.
Ten steps up the stairs, Yeh Huang walked awkwardly... Despite his efforts to control it, he couldn't suppress his instinctive physiological reaction. So, when Long Linger kissed him, he reacted strongly once again. That's why he forcefully pushed her away and hurried back to his room, sitting down upright in a meditative posture, taking deep breaths, calming himself, and slowly dismissing these selfish thoughts.
"Uncle, you're standing so close to me, it makes me think you like me!"
